/takes the huntress out back and buries it (jan mingle pt. II)

[scrubscrub]

Who: Anyone on the SS Huntress! Crew and visitors.
Broadcast: N/A
Action: SS Huntress
When: More of January! We got three new crew mates and it will be messy.

IT'S ANOTHER MINGLE FOR OUR EVER-EXPANDING SHIP.

Also, we need an update on how well Koala is doing at pinball.

God, help this ship.

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[beardstrokes]

[ once things have . . . calmed down . . . reasonably enough that Obi-Wan feels he can leave without something imploding on him, he searches for her. With him is his new bo staff. ]

Still up for a spar?

[fishwife]

[She checks out the staff and nods approvingly.]

Hell yes!! I hope that beard is good for wiping the floor!

[beardstrokes]

Please try not to kill me.

[ He holds his staff in front of him, defensive position. Soresu would work better, but without a proper blade, it won't work. ]

[fishwife]

Fuhuhuhu!! I'd never try to kill you. Unless you betrayed me, anyway.

[She doesn't have a staff, but she can conjure a teal spear with her magic and does so. The effect is basically the same. However, the pointy bit might be a problem, so she just... reaches up and breaks it off. It disappears as it hits the ground.

Now they're even.

She doesn't assume a defensive position so much as a ready one. She's on the balls of her feet, arms loose, staring right at him.]

Ready?

[beardstrokes]

[ He exhales. He is the Force. A vessel of light. ]

Ready.

[fishwife]

[That's all she needs to hear. Her serious face is terrifying enough to send most fully-grown men running: a crazy grin and a wild eye. She zips forward at alarming speed with the grace of a big cat, improvised staff already swinging to tag him on his left shoulder.

She is stupidly strong. Though she's holding back, it might be difficult for him to hold a parry for too long.]